My baby girl, Vedu (Veda actually) is sleeping in her crib by my side. We crossed the 3-month hurdle, or the dreaded fourth trimester as they call it, on 3rd April. And now would be a good time to finally… Continue Reading →
There is something that has been baffling me for some time now – a disclaimer that I’ve seen as part of a lot of posts from women – “I’m not a feminist.” The irony is that all these posts have… Continue Reading →
I was listening to one of my relatives tell me how her daughter was unnecessarily anxious of her future and desperate to be the best in others’ eyes. I was thinking of my trainees when she talked. As a trainer… Continue Reading →
A few weeks back, while clearing out some of my stuff, I happened to stumble on a piece of paper that has been with me for 8 years. It was a wish list I had created as part of a… Continue Reading →
I have never been a head turner. I still am not; at least I wasn’t until I reached my hometown this time. But after going for a walk here the other day, I’ve started wondering if I have become one… Continue Reading →
It is not Mother’s day; it is not my mother’s birthday either. There is no special occasion as such. But I just feel like writing about my mother. It was last year that I wrote about my father. At that… Continue Reading →
Lucky are those kids who live a perfectly innocent childhood, because innocence lost in your childhood is innocence lost forever.
An year back and maybe even before that, I read about Khap Panchayats banning jeans for women, especially unmarried ones. Their reasoning was that women wearing jeans were the cause for the increasing number of eve-teasing incidents and rapes that… Continue Reading →
Like Kareena Kapoor says in ‘Jab We Met’, I used to be very excited about the prospect of getting married when I was a kid. I used to wear bangles covering my arm and shawls like a saree to look… Continue Reading →
He took me in his arms the day I was born. He carried me on his shoulders when I was 2. He went on to stay abroad alone for the next 25 years when I was 3, so my brother… Continue Reading →
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